Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Saudi Arabia and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1971.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Copenhagen and London.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Glasgow kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the rhodes sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Ten City to the electroclash kids.
I played it at the Spitz.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Underground Resistance. All the underground hits.
All Rekid tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Pole record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal punk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a sitar and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a The Monochrome Set record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a snare.
I hear that you and your band have sold your snare and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
The Offenders,
Soul Sonic Force,
Severed Heads,
Yellowson,
Thinking Fellers Union Local 282,
Alphaville,
A Certain Ratio,
Sarah Menescal,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
The Knickerbockers,
Tommy Roe,
A Flock of Seagulls,
Clear Light,
Peter & Gordon,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
Judy Mowatt,
Brothers Johnson,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Excepter,
Yaz,
Dark Day,
Donny Hathaway,
The Seeds,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Bobbi Humphrey,
The Names,
The Invisible,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Cal Tjader,
Tears for Fears,
Pagans,
John Holt,
Gichy Dan,
Sunsets and Hearts,
Matthew Halsall,
The Kinks,
Roxy Music,
Hasil Adkins,
Morten Harket,
Josef K,
Rites of Spring,
Main Source,
Frankie Knuckles,
Urselle,
Warsaw,
Neu!,
Country Joe & The Fish,
Monolake,
PIL,
Godley & Creme,
Adolescents,
Nation of Ulysses,
Suburban Knight,
James White and The Blacks,
Prince Buster,
Kurtis Blow,
Guru Guru,
Average White Band,
Lakeside,
Ralphi Rosario,
Metal Thangz,
Byron Stingily,
Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near, Bill Near.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.